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• Artiste: G Herbo
• Titre: Longevity
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Uh, yeah Yeah Lately, you know what I've been feeling like? I've been feeling like You niggas can't fuck with me or can't nobody fuck with me And only I can fuck with me, and I can't even fuck with me Let's go, uh Sparkin' up the L (Uh), throwin' up L's (L's) Screamin', "Fuck jail" (Fuck), my life too upscale (Uh-uh) We was bustin' bales, we had to touch a bunch of scales Before 12 come, we gon' let off a hundred shells When shit was lit on a strip, couldn't put no blicks in a dip Better keep that bitch on your hip, on that whip, dump clip 'til it flip Used to bend on corners and blitz before every fold that I sip If you paranoid, better zip it, don't speak that shit on a hit I was still on Kingston and Essex, went up a ticket, been rich I was tryna put on my dog, then I found out that he a snitch Switched my number, don't call my phone, book a flight to be all alone Still on papers, but I ride with my pipe 'case I'm followed home Pray I'm blessed nonetheless, hope I manifest only longevity Drive the coupe and drop the roof, the weather in the seventies I ain't sayin' be scared of me, but please don't step ahead of me (Don't do it) Can't do the wooden casket, I keep a metal felony If you talkin' dividends, I'm here to listen definitely (What up?) Only came to collect riches, I control my destiny I'm that nigga, never let no bitches get the best of me (Not ever) Only thing I chase is cash and it might be the death of me (Uh) When I gave away my last, wasn't nobody there for me Left lane fast, duffel bag on the left of me Rolls-Royce back seat, fuck around and fall asleep I could roll around the peace 'cause we held court right on the street I do shows and I ain't deep 'cause niggas hoes, them niggas sweet In Miami for a week, walk out the suite right on the beach (Huh) And make sure the team eat, you know I practice what I preach (Niggas) I got Rollies, I got Pateks, got APs, a few of each I get paid for my shows, I get paid for my features On some mental health shit, I still get paid when I speak On some mental health shit 'cause any day, I might tweak They kept tryin' to knock me down, but I stayed on my feet And I still stay discreet 'cause ain't know honor amongst thieves Made 'em fall 'round September, had his blood all on the leaves I don't wanna play the hood no more with thugs, I wanna leave Ain't enough for me to go up sellin' drugs, I want a B (A B) In a trap, seventeen, I touch C, D, and E (Uh) One of my brothers in a bing, just seen me on BET Dropped out of everything and I ain't get no GED Took myself off EBT, the crib look like a B&B Fine bitch get on her knees, need T-O-P to be with me (Swerv) Started textin' me 'bout cheese, I put my shit on DND Feelin' like I'm in the league, I ball like I'm on TNT Ballin' like LeBron James, I ball like chemotherapy My whole life a movie scene, I think I'm Quentin Tarant' More leather fits and gold chains than Rakim and Eric B Told the squad I'm tryna kill 'em, I don't wanna let these niggas breathe I make paper in my sleep, but I don't never go to sleep